[u]No, don't do this...[/u] [i]Ah! Even he knows the old Bedlam is dead. Why don't you accept it?[/i] [u]...don't leave me. I love you like you're my own father.[/u] "Grant...I...." Bedlam's stared back into Grant's eyes, a tear running down his cheek. The kid looked conflicted, like he wasn't sure whether to be mad or to fall to his knees crying. "...I'm still here."